“There’s food in the fridge,” I said, my tone eerily calm. “Help yourself.”
As the fire roared higher, I let my gaze drift to the house behind me—the place that no longer felt like home. The walls, the furniture, the very air reeked of Maureen. It wasn’t mine anymore.
I set a timer. By tomorrow, when I was far away, when nothing tied me to this place anymore, this house would burn.
A fitting end.
With one last glance at the flames, I reached for the divorce agreement. I had prepared it after they had pushed me out of the celebration. Thankfully, a friend had rushed the process for me. It was time to end this.
When I returned inside, Harland was still on the phone with Maureen, his attention nowhere near me. I placed the papers in front of him. “Sign this.”
He barely looked up. With a careless shrug, he scrawled his signature across the page and shoved them back at me. “There. Happy now? Leave me alone.”
I took the papers, fingers tightening around them. The final tie between us was severed.
As I turned to leave, I whispered under my breath, so softly he couldn’t hear—
“I will. Forever.”
Avery's POV